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Lyrics
[Intro]
Boom boom
Pew pew pew
(Yeah)
Grrah
What?
(Yeah yeah)
[Verse 1]
072 Locs in the field
We out here (grrah)
Shorty off a pill
Tryna drill
No doubt here (boom boom)
Tookaville tatted on his arm
He proud here
E-Block baby
Whole block too loud here (what?)
Seven-double-O on my cap
That stamp
That
Buddy tried to slide
Caught flats
Get ramped back (boom)
Phone click once
Then a van where your trap at
Lil bro eager
See a face
He gon' camp that (pew pew pew)
Walk up
Hoodie half-zipped
Eyes red
DMs full of threats
All them boys type scared (yeah)
Twelve spin through
Whole crowd just spread
Soon as they bend off
Whole crowd right there (come back)
Drums in the car like a band at a pep rally (boom boom)
072 chain swing hard
That’s a neck tally
Talk big talk from a screen
That’s a text alley
We play close range
Face card check gladly (grrah)
[Chorus]
We out here
072
We out here (what?)
Tookaville
E-Block
We out here (grrah grrah)
Seven-double-O
Say it loud here (boom boom)
Whole gang too wild
Too wild here (yeah)
We out here
All that woofin' get you found here (pew pew pew)
072
Yeah we out here
Talk tough
Can’t walk through your town here (grrah, boom!)
[Verse 2]
Late night
Poles in the couch at the kickback
Bro just laugh
Say a name
Get a disc back (what?)
Face on a shirt
Mom cry
That’s a big fact
Still on the same damn block where it went at (yeah)
072 Locs
We ain’t duckin’ no smoke
E-Block wave turn a opp boy boat (grrah)
Phone line hot but the spot stay afloat
Heard they want war—same time
Same coat (boom boom)
Tookaville shorty barely fifteen
Too tweaked
Never left the hood
But he slide two weeks (pew pew pew)
Hoodie smell like gunpowder
Cold concrete
He don’t even dream
He just plot what he see (yeah)
Seven-double-O on the snap
Who you dissin’?
Buddy got hit
Whole net went missin’ (what?)
You can feel the hate any time that we mention
Say the wrong block
Whole room turn tension (grrah)
[Chorus]
We out here
072
We out here (yeah)
Tookaville
E-Block
We out here (boom boom)
Seven-double-O
Say it loud here (what?)
Whole gang too wild
Too wild here (grrah grrah)
We out here
All that woofin' get you found here (pew pew pew)
072
Yeah we out here
Talk tough
Can’t walk through your town here (boom! grrah!)
[Outro]
We out here
(What? yeah)
Boom boom
Pew pew pew
072 Locs
We out here
Grrah grrah
(Yeah)
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration2:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
Frantic Chicago drill, distorted 808s slamming with skittering hi-hats and menacing piano stabs. Male vocals, breathless delivery, hype ad-libs pushed loud in the mix. Verses are relentless with tight doubles; hook widens with stacked shouts and crowd chants. Occasional drop-outs for a cappella bars then beat slams back in even harder., loud, frantic, tone, raw, drill
Credits
Prompt by
072_tone
072_toneModelAria v5
Prompt
072 Tone “Out Here.” Young Pappy–type energy, frantic drill beat. Loud ad-libs—boom boom! pew pew pew! grrah! what? yeah! Raw bars reppin 072 Locs, Tookaville, E-Block, 700—wild presence, nonstop pres
